Honestly, I Hate Flying

I’m what you’d call “super claustrophobic”, and as a result I really don’t enjoy flying. I love to BE at new locations but I don’t love the process of GETTING there by plane. But in order to enjoy the fun thing, I have to endure the anxiety-producing thing 🤷🏼‍♀️ I’ve read 1,000 articles on how turbulence is no big deal, and I’m still like “lolol but this is a death tube”.

Basically I just do things scared all the time. There’s your life hack. I’m your life coach now.

Over time I’ve found the things that help trick my brain into thinking I have control over the situation. I wear loose, comfortable clothes. I always get a bottle of water after I get through security to have during take off. I use Stress Away oil which, let’s be honest, I don’t believe in on any other day but on a flight day I’m all “GIVE ME THE OIL”.

I also asked my doctor to prescribe a Valium pill to have on hand in case my nerves get the best of me. I don’t take it typically but it’s there and my brain is like “sweet, you have a backup plan for when I betray you”.

Once in the air, I try not to overthink it. This is not the time to marvel at the fact you and 200 strangers are flying above the clouds in a metal tube. That’s a sure first step to “going full fetal position” for the anxious minded of us.